Quick
instead of "I'm disobedient" and "won't".
So quick to defend myself: "I'm actually better than that."
instead of "I'm so glad my heart didn't show; you'd be shocked if you knew the awful truth about me."
So quick to apprise myself and stay in spiritual smugness
instead of meditating on God and wanting to serve Him.
But there's one thing I'm slow in:
admitting "I was wrong all this time."
Break this heart, oh God, break this sin-quick heart;
And give me a new one--
one that would be quick to bow the head
and run to Thee.
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